A Peal Of A Bell
A PEAL OF A BELL
A great bell peals
Ringing at the darkest hour
Men come running to see for themselves
If the darkness is really coming
Amidst the long shadows
Cast by the dim sun
Stars change color or is it colors changing
Who can tell?
Those who leave love behind
Never realize the sun
Stars reflected in a pool
Whose waters find their source
From a deep well
Love changes form but never substance
Being all we feel that seems really real
Hearts together ringing like peals from a great bell
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